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Personal and dirty betrayers to God Country and reality with worship!

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The poor little boys lost in a dung heap grubs and snails no God just balls snuggles and toots.....The queer Job they do perverts that don't know IT. Hope the perverted Shrimp with his demon dink attack from engulf snort around lets go. I pray they brought to justice for adulterant of reality their wet blanket of dead ones they use as an excuse and slop one with is ill.....!
Dear XXX: This is Michael Pinger at. One thing about High Math and sportstirs Demon ones if you look past the zero if a cluster you have a realm a little puss ball could hold enough information in a negative realm. What transpose and what doesn't something fast ill to responsible being and working up plasma. Lost stoops....the box I mention in realtity it is the Universe kinda at time the Paradisiacal star burst....so the shuffle beware sorry if they where not stopped well so you don't get stuck in the Dung heap of the Rhino cluster real raw and rough that should not be compressing in a plasma bubble trying to get more out of something that can only do more to ward off the pressure. Real dirty creeps is all I can say and what they should be the inverse of what they are....my my! Do fold out and again I'm sorry.
Subject: If you do and you have a lot of odd with the wet acid base brats you know!
Dumbies that are lost in 1/1, 0/0 for a time it pets itself then goes up the wall falls back down the wall flip flops until it hops out and bits you. Everyone wants to be an egg I guess and wonder how it works. Guess they got a lesson but for what has not become attended. The wiser rhino know ok look and see but never be that stupid, that stupid he. How much old grace for Nature sake and good Chief's with sound scout neat be. The walk the walk wounded do carry on!
Dear Sirs of Concern: For they more fuller and find one really notice and are becoming better in ways that are natural by creation to walk and why the ancients did. It' become a box surrounding me a dome on it a ring in it where the ill that started odd after becoming aware of odd went to the negative bound and flag. The surface the greater box no obstacle's but planets a sound one like Mars the inverse of what doing bad should be above and fit to help hold stable school and teach. Real odd one they did on me warned then your going to get a lesson you shouldn't want...some just don't listen. I begged and begged the lose of intelligence and through their despicable ring sucking smart alick and bad....I allow the Entertainment thing and well the way it is stuck in salty sea ones who didn't listen. The Clown right!
To The Jay!
There was once a silly dunce wearing great and heavy shorts
Everyone just knew that one day the wrath would be to exist
Of the walk they do the Rhino hook and beck one day a peek
Upon the memory of once again unto the door of greater hero
Collapsed upon within gazers come and grin lost calendars be
The Dung heap in stink while stuck and plug his crowd clown
The cluster so forsaking yet in the mountain quill just look see
All the other elders yes even of these the dung heap much alive
And so the litter the little whistle chirping odd box relenting say
Unto all tomorrows the shorts so cut and centriod awkward way
A circle in the ground short possessions of the drift cheap dome
So unlock and to the given Cock where no deception none need
By Michael Pinger Yaw 1/20/18
“ To the Jay, I be!”

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